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I (35, F) was cycling into town, having spent three hours in a café with a friend (we’d been chatting and playing Unstable Unicorns – I recommend this game!). I was feeling full because I hadn’t had a shit in the morning. In the meantime I’d had a good lunch and a coffee in the afternoon. It was while I was riding my bike that I felt my poo was ready to come out. There was no rush, but I felt that if I pushed a little, it would come out. I knew I had the whole evening free at home, nothing planned and no one to see. I thought about it and the feeling of having a full arse on the saddle of the bike became particularly pleasant.
About ten minutes later, I arrived home. Quietly, without hurrying, I took off my shoes, closed the curtains and blinds, turned on the heating to get comfortable, took off my jacket, my great winter jumper and my jeans. All I had left was a t-shirt (without a bra, as I have small breasts), my knickers and my socks. I turned on my laptop and immediately googled ‘thisvid’. I like to watch a few videos to get excited, mainly videos of couples having sex and playing with shit. I made myself comfortable in bed, in a kind of child’s pose (or balasana) for those who do yoga. Not ideal for watching videos, but ideal for controlling my poo. I pushed a little, but not too much because it would make me pee, and I didn’t want to dirty my sheets. So I pushed just a little, just enough to feel the tip bursa escort of my poo when I pressed down with my hand. I love that feeling of ‘pressure’ and I like to make it last as long as possible. I don’t think I could stop myself from fondling my left breast and gently pinching my nipple, a sign of my growing arousal.
After spending a few minutes like that (the video I’d started had finished a while before I even realised it!), I decided to move on. This time I took off my T-shirt, untied my hair and headed for the bathroom. My favourite game, when I’m playing alone, is panty pooping. I really enjoy the feeling of full panties and caressing myself through them. But this time I wanted something different. So I took off my panties, put a towel on the floor to make myself a bit more comfortable, lay down on it and raised my legs and pelvis so that my buttocks were above my head (my yoga teacher won’t be able to say that I don’t practise between sessions!) Without waiting, I pushed, this time to get my piss on my chest and face. It wasn’t a big spurt, but it was a bit smelly as I hadn’t been to the toilet since the morning. I rested my legs and pelvis and lay back, breathing hard, stroking my chest and then running my damp, smelly hand over my face to feel it and lick it a little. With my other hand, I caressed my sex.
My desire to shit wasn’t pressing, but I decided to speed bursa escort bayan things up. So this time I put myself in a crouching position and pushed hard to get my shit out, with my hand underneath. As I thought, it was a nice piece of shit. It came out in two parts. As soon as I’d finished, I directed my hand full of shit towards my nose to get a good whiff of it. I think my breathing became a bit ragged at that point! Without waiting, I started to spread the shit on my stomach and chest. I like to do it when the shit is still warm. However, it wasn’t easy to spread as it was a little too hard and compact. I lay on my back again, and stroked myself vigorously while having my other hand full of shit near my mouth and nose. Obviously, in the excitement, I ended up with shit all over my face: near my mouth and on my cheek. It’s impossible to describe exactly all the images that flashed through my mind at that moment, but I often ‘see’ myself in those moments, dirty and perverted, and that excites me all the more. I was not far from cumming completely, but, in a last moment of consciousness, I stopped immediately to make things last.
I moved my fingers down my pussy towards my anus. I pushed two fingers in, then three, and went back and forth a few times in my anus with them, then brought my hand back up and conscientiously licked my brown fingers soaked escort bayan in my wetness. There were no real lumps, but I could taste the shit in my mouth now. I sucked my fingers as if they were lollipops and, with my other hand still full of shit despite what I’d smeared on my stomach and chest, I spread it as best I could, on my thighs, close to my sex. I didn’t want to put any on (health first!), but spreading it all around me while having the taste of shit in my mouth sent me into a kind of furious excitement. My sex demanded to be touched, caressed and covered in shit, and the fact that I was playing around with this desire was literally driving me mad. But I managed to contain myself and it was with my other hand (the one I’d just licked, can you keep up?), that I resumed my masturbation, while the hand still full of shit came back towards my face and this time I couldn’t help but take a small piece of shit with my teeth (I think I literally grunted at that moment) and I chewed on it while stroking myself faster and faster.
I actually came as I swallowed my shit. My legs trembling, bent over as I came, and my stomach contracting.I raised my chest to make swallowing easier. I started coughing loudly just afterwards. It was only a small piece (barely bigger than an olive), and the biggest eaters among you would find it ridiculous! So there I was, sitting on my towel, drained, shit all over my stomach, my upper thighs, my tits and on my cheek and in my left hand. The orgasm was wonderful, but I immediately regretted having gone so fast. I also knew that I’d had this urge because it had been a while since I’d played with my shit. Next time, it’ll be 2024. But before anything else, it was time for a nice hot shower.
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